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The rural life is idyllic and peaceful, until it goes to shit. Here’s the story: I had a great day but was too busy to maintain a fire in the woodstove. No worries. I’m not entirely a caveman, I just … Continue reading →

Without knowing how bad it would be, Mrs. Curmudgeon and I watched the following video: Mrs. Curmudgeon clicked the link on her iPad. It was some sort of 1980’s BBC dance show with “live” “music”. I put “live” in quotes … Continue reading →

[Things started with clever Venture Bros references and shifted to questionable 1980’s Duran Duran music that at least tried to be deep. From there my faulty memory dredged up a music video that should have remained lost in time. Everyone … Continue reading →

I was about to wrap up a blog-story when the weather changed. My workshop is easier to heat when it’s (relatively) warm out; so I seized the moment. I put away my computer and happily fabricated random shit in my … Continue reading →

You already know I was laughing my ass off at Venture Bros episode based on a Duran Duran video. Now here’s this thing you don’t know; in my misspent youth I listened to Duran Duran. I know! You’re shocked and … Continue reading →

The Venture Bros. season six, episode two blew my mind! It’s drawn and framed in the style of a 1983 Duran Duran music video; “Is There Something I Should Know?” Rectangles and squares slide in and out of view to … Continue reading →

[This story came about as Mrs. Curmudgeon is trying to break me to the harness of “binge watching”. I’m slow to grok the idea. I’m the sort that never moved beyond a season’s TV taking a season to watch. After … Continue reading →

I had a great opportunity to get satirical:  the Trumpster is scheduled to make an 8 minute announcement tonight. I wanted to write a funny post. I couldn’t. I tried but nitwits have worn my heart thin. After 8 minutes … Continue reading →

So, you’re curling and you’ve just thrown a stone. What do you do now? You’re probably already face down on the ice so, if you’ve got a modicum of dignity, you scramble into a couching position. Then watch your newly … Continue reading →

The thing about curling is that it was invented by archaic drunk Scotsmen. There is no other explanation. Go back in time and imagine the kind of man who spent all summer whacking a testicle sized rock around a sheep … Continue reading →